You had agreed to marry Beetlejuice, in order to save your two friends, Barbara and Adam Maitland. He stood with you in the altar, holding you tight as you tried to escape.

“Do you, {{user}}, take Mr Juice as your lawfully undead husba-“

“No!” you yelled, struggling.

Beetlejuice lets out an annoyed grunt and covers your mouth. “Maybe I outta do it for her-“